After listening to Liu Yan's words, Wu Lan hurriedly said: "Of course it's good to call you Sister Liu, my sister wishes there was a beautiful sister like you. Sister Liu, the comments you made on Brother Zhang's poems just now are fantastic, the poems are well done, and the reviews are also wonderful, it can be said that the poems and comments complement each other and are perfectly matched. ”

"I studied broadcasting, I don't have any skills, it's just blind commentary. You study journalism, which has a lot to do with it, and when it comes to writing, my sister is not as good as you. By the way, did he make any other poems besides this one? Liu Yan asked.

This time, he wrote a total of three poems, and the first one was wonderful. Lieutenant General Liu Shaodong, a famous literary critic who witnessed the whole process at the scene, specially posted a comment on it, and I only learned about Brother Zhang's poems after reading his article. Wu Lan said.

"Oh, then you hurry up and talk about it, how about taking a look at the next two?" Liu Yan urged.

"Sister, this second poem is the on-site proposition of Master Ji just mentioned, and it is also the one with the largest number of words among the three poems, and it is also my favorite poem." Wu Lan said.

"The difficulty of writing poems on the spot is already very great, and the difficulty of propositions on the spot is even greater. In such a short period of time, if there is no Cao Zijian's poetic talent, it may be too difficult to make good poems of a high level. Liu Yan said.

"Yes, it is said that Cao Zijian became a poem in seven steps, in fact, Brother Zhang is not bad, I think he didn't even use seven steps, after a little observation and thinking, he made a good poem, in my eyes Cao Zijian is like that. Sister Liu, listen well, this second poem is like this: there are several cinnamon trees in the garden of Zanjiaren, and there are many wooden houses in the forest.

Stroll on the bridge, stop to admire the rocks and waterfalls.

The promenade is green, and the red carp in Wuxi is chasing.

Double ten pretty girls look forward to it, and the flowers are fragrant and butterflies dance.

Climb the stone steps and look at it, but there are countless pictures of victory.

Sister Liu, how is this poem that is both beautiful and praising people? Wu Lan asked.

"This is also a rare good poem! But it is more difficult than the previous poem, not only requires the scenery in the garden to be cleverly incorporated into the poem, but also uses the verbs of 'strolling leisurely, stopping to admire the stones, watching the waterfall, ascending, looking' to describe the dynamics of the visitors in the garden vividly, and even the dynamics of animals and insects are also described in detail, such as red carp chasing, butterfly dance. Especially the description of the girl in the garden, let me seem to see a beautiful girl about 20 years old, looking left and right among the flowers waiting for her lover, a group of uninvited guests and butterflies are dancing around her, so that I can't see whether it is beautiful, or gorgeous, whether it is a butterfly or a delicate, a picture of a peony lady. Liu Yan commented.

"Sister Liu, have you guessed who Brother Zhang put in the poem?" Wu Lan asked.

"Do you still need to guess? The beautiful girl in the poem is naturally Da Yu's sister Xiao Yu. Liu Yan said.

"It's still smart." Wu Lan said.

"Go, there is only one person in the poem, who is it not Xiaoyu? Is this called cleverness? I have a hunch that this third poem should be more distinctive, say it quickly, and let my sister hear how it is! Liu Yan said.

"This poem was given to Senior Sister Xiaoyu by Brother Zhang as a meeting gift." Wu Lan said.

"Oh, what's going on? How did he and Xiaoyu become the same door? Liu Yan asked puzzled.

"That's the case, Master Ji accepted Brother Zhang as a disciple after he finished his second poem, and since Xiao Yu has long worshiped under Master Ji, the two of them are now the same family." Wu Lan introduced.

Liu Yan said: "This is very interesting, senior sister, junior brother, elder brother, younger sister, so fateful." Liu Yan sighed.

"Sister Liu, what do you mean?" Wu Lan asked puzzled.

"Brother Zhang and Xiao Yu, on the same family, they are the relationship between the senior sister and the younger brother, in terms of age, Brother Zhang must be older than Xiao Yu, it is the relationship between the elder brother and the younger sister." Liu Yan explained.

"What Sister Liu said makes sense, many men and women with this kind of relationship eventually become husband and wife, and sometimes you have to believe in fate." Wu Lan said with a smile.

"Okay, let's take a look at this poem that this guy made for Xiao Yu, it is said that he writes poems for beautiful women, this kid will definitely do his best, it should be no worse." Liu Yan analyzed.

Wu Lan said: "Sister Liu, listen well, this poem is like this: The red carp in the Ode Hibiscus Pond is moving, the beautiful scenery in the garden is in vain, and the four beauties who have to meet pretty girls during the festival are also inferior."

Da Yu and Xiao Yu double hibiscus, who are the two coquettish guests of the Lu family?

Sister Liu, what do you think of this poem made by Brother Zhang for Xiaoyu? ”

After listening to this poem, Liu Yan was really surprised, she didn't expect that this kid was indeed talented and brilliant, he thought that a hero like him who was five big and three rough only knew how to fight and kill, coax girls, where to know what poems and songs were given such a sunny spring and white snow, but after reading his three poems, her understanding of him completely changed. It is not difficult to be a hero, what is needed is courage, and as a real poet, it must contain rich cultural connotations and heritage, so there are many heroes in China since ancient times, and the real high-level poets are only a few people who are familiar to everyone.